I no longer live in saccharine summers but the winters and pestilence of my past. I crave the cold like a blood hound just to relinquish it by the heat of a fireplace. I plague my soul with frostbite yet it will not shatter. I yearn for the serenity of snow of feeling numb between the dirt and fresh snowfall. But perhaps even more I long for the feeling of my hands scorching in the dull heat w...

I wonder this life a ghost sliding my feet a slow, somber walk to the sad sorry grave of old, slick sheets The fleeting fear of far off sandy shores is just a mistake in yellow street lights on pavement I know I’m not in the ocean if my house is right there But there’s the street light, where all my memories are A faded orange and so fickle they’d slip through my fingers like the sand I hate It i...

Every summer I have grown a taller, stronger, and my hair grows a bit longer. And every summer I forget the way things used to be, they aren’t the same anymore. I can’t say I miss being a child, but I suppose that nothing will ever go back to the way they were. As I tended to my mundane evening one day in early June I was struck by the sun’s blazing heat and scurried to the shade of a tr...

“Where the hell did you find this!” The hooded figure to the left whispered aggressively. It was not a good idea to meet in a diner, even if it was midnight with no one around. “Is this not what you wanted?” I smiled smugly. I tapped my food impulsively and impatiently, I had another place, a more important place to be right now. “No,” the second hooded figure chuckled, “I think this is...

(Not exactly the prompt) I am not an astronaut. I am not even an astronomer. I was sent to space on a conquest of understanding; to ease a fear. Technology is not the thing I am afraid of, it is fact that man wants to play god so badly, he’ll try to invent something to make him not feel so human. Ten years ago, I would have never thought past Neptune, there’s a lot to process beyond tha...

To a close friend, We were unstoppable, really. I miss those days when we were together and cared about absolutely nothing but our continuous joy. Where there was our silence, there was the ever promised beating of our hearts in sync. Needless to say, you are always the same as the last time I’ve seen you, you always look at me the same. And I don’t know if we see the same eyes in ourselv...

The sun has always been alone It is bold and brazen with its rays That we lie in only when The sun feels nice on our skin

The sun loves us and wants us to know So he waves and yells with great heat But we are displeased The heat is intolerable and too much

The sun can barely see our earth But he can hear how unhappy we are All he wanted to do was show his thanks To the planet that made him mean...

After working at a theme park for the short months that I have, you see a lot of people come and go. Today was just as insignificant as all of the other days with thousands of people smiling and shaking while waiting their turn for rides. I started my day off as usual, managing the entry lines and taking people’s tickets. Halfway through the morning, I took the tickets of two people who appe...

Will there be someone to confide in If there was never a secret to begin with? I left nothing I am leaving

I hope desperately Someone will wonder where my footsteps lead Only for the wind to blow away my tracks There is not a world In which I could want to stay here

I am going now I will grasp the reigns of my wits and ride Without a trace

As daunting as storm clouds And fierce as the piercing ...

My favorite chaotic things are dreams. They have every right to be so jumbled and chaotic when the human mind is just as such. Shall I indulge in a story? Suffice to say, I’ve never had a nice dream. It’s always been nightmares or vivid visuals with lingering uneasyness until it eventually goes away. My dreams are so disconcerting that most nights I have difficulty sleeping. Just the oth...